C125 Pain is not willing to live

After my hair had almost dried up, I was about to go upstairs to rest, but was stopped by Gold.

After he stared at my face for a long time, he called for Pan Zi to bring over a small table, on which there was even a handhold for the meridian.

I suspiciously looked at Gold.

He motioned for me to put my hand on it.

Pan Zi, who was at the side, also signaled me to place my hand on it. However